You Mingyu

"My brain hurts, my brain hurts, my brain hurts when I think of shoveling shit…"

The sudden ringtone destroyed the desolate and solemn atmosphere as the mobile phone in Li Xianyu's pocket buzzed. Great-Grandma had set this ringtone for him. Some time ago, Great-Grandma was fascinated by an earworm. When she was free, she knocked on Li Xianyu's head and hummed that song. It was not enough that she set the ringtone of her mobile phone to that song. She even insisted that Li Xianyu's ringtone was bad, and they should have the same taste.

Taking out his mobile phone, he saw that Xia Xiaoxue had called and was slightly disappointed. He answered and Xia Xiaoxue's hasty voice rang, "Li Xianyu, I know you are not dead, your ability is self-healing right."

"What are you trying to say?" Li Xianyu coughed out blood.

"Is Battle Lady dead…?" Xia Xiaoxue said hurriedly, "You Mengyu is dying. I have a plan. Listen to me…"